#ljesaw

[huozhi]

pick a struggle :\ i already took having family issues :\

bold of u to assume i have any struggles to pick from xoxo

[bdazzled-a]

" no . . . there's no way. " a flicker of mischief sparks in hazel eyes as brooke leans in closer, her attention fully grabbed, " and what did she say next? " now, zuko's got her hanging on his every word.

@ljesaw liked for a short starter

[huozhi]

❙⠀ ⠀ 𝒊.⠀ YU, ZUKO.⠀⠀⠀.𖥔 ݁ ˖⠀⠀“⠀⠀until you rip my throat out, i suppose i’m fine.⠀⠀” ⠀⠀[⠀. . .⠀]⠀⠀@ljesaw .

it had been a successful mission. the avatar was dead, the team of ragtags defeated and pulverized. the rarity of their teamwork replayed in her mind as she monitored, trying to check for missing pieces, if any. some of it felt too easily concluded, though she couldn't exactly chalk it up to her desire to have done more damage to those who thought to thwart her attempts finish the job. she would have assumed a heavier presence of distaste lingering on the tip of her tongue, but it was distrust that coated her blood, that caused mechanical functionings of an evolved shell of a being to smile in the guise of appraisal. she'd handed him the credits. didn't see that he could truly bring them to glory without some inevitable fallback. wiry hands landed over his shoulder as means of comfort, or some foul attempt of it, anyways. she was all thorns and barbed wires, her touch lethal even in the face of pseudo - retreat. “ ease up, we are on the same side, aren't we ? ” it would be rhetorical if not for the look of skepticism lingering in her gaze, burnt sunsets burrowing into him. and then she turned to look at the sea, the vast endlessness of it all. “ you killed the avatar. father will be pleased. there is no reason for me to dirty my hands with your disposal, brother. ”

[huozhi]

❙⠀ ⠀ 𝒊.⠀ YU, ZUKO.⠀⠀⠀.𖥔 ݁ ˖⠀⠀“⠀⠀my keen sense of perception is giving me the impression that you are upset.⠀⠀” ⠀⠀[⠀. . .⠀]⠀⠀@ljesaw .

a whirlwind had made its journey through azula's new chambers, the furniture upturned and vases shattered, the porcelain sharp and jagged to the touch. the mirror paralleled to her had been obliterated, glass shards scattered from the impact of some jade sculpture punted directly at it. she hadn't realized the palms of her had been cut from the rogue pieces, the blood dripping by down her unfurled hands, staining the silk material that'd adorned her silhouette. she would laugh. it was reminiscent of the night she lost everything, just a poor and cruel reminder of the fates dealt for her. the destruction of it all had resulted in nothing but a cacaophony of her rage, so it hardly surprised her to find her brother standing at the door way with that look on his face that she deeply, deeply disliked. not quite pity, but something empathetic. as if he could ever possibly understand what he'd done to her. as if he cared. “ no, i'm not upset. your perception is faulty, as always. ” sarcasm thickly laced in her words, she stared at him through the cracked mirror, or what was left of it still hanging. turning to face him, she couldn't help but linger over the crown that adorned his pinned hair. it should've been hers. “ what is the point of bringing me here when i am followed relentlessly ? it is just a gold - plated prison. i'm not a fool. i'm not you. ” she snapped, octaves rising the slightest yet her countenance remained impassive save for the furrow of manicured brows. “ i am still stripped of my own powers. i cannot train to my fullest potential. just admit that you intend to have me as your jester. ”

[huozhi]

ew

ew times a million reversed

[warriorled]

if anyone would question him, he'd reply he's solely here on official business as the new representative of the southern water tribe. a position his father had only recently entrusted him with because of his contacts within the other nations ... among other things. [ perks of being friends with the current fire lord and the avatar. ] truthfully, though, his visit is just meant to be a simple surprise for his friend. ❝ woah, you look like you haven't slept in weeks. ❞ it's the first thing he observes after finally having found him — which took him taking two wrong turns and stumbling into rooms he probably wasn't supposed to be in.

@ljesaw / / starter call.

[imaguk]

❛ because no amount of good is worth how terrible this feels. ❜

the gardens had become a place of welcomed solitary, acres of land spanning out far enough from the palace that if she deluded herself enough, she was anywhere but there. the chirping of the birds surveying the flowers and the turtleducks quacking over the shallow pond sufficed enough as distraction from the guards that stood in the near distance. she'd asked that they'd leave her alone. demanded when they'd only gone twenty feet apart. and threatened a breakdown until they were out of sight unless she squinted. she understood they were only doing their jobs, helmets withdrawn — presumably by the firelord's orders, something she'd noticed occurred in her presence.

it would have been a lie to say that she hated the second he appeared by her side, sitting beside her over the bridge where their feet dangled over the edge, just barely avoiding the water's surface. he was close enough that the edge of her robe brushed against his when she shifted in place, but far enough that she hoped he couldn't hear the pounding of her heart. she had no one else to let her anger out on since she'd been stationed in the palace, and he'd been on the receiving end of it more than she'd like. it wasn't smart, considering he was her only friend there. at least, the only one who was around enough.

“ we can't do anything about it. ” with a gentle wave of her hand, the pond's subtle current led one of the baby turtleducks away from the corner and towards the mother. “ complaining doesn't work. me blaming you doesn't work because i know you didn't plan for this. it feels immensely shitty but it doesn't matter. ” her eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment, allowing the sun's heat to embrace her face before she twisted slightly towards him, iridescents trailing over his features without much subtlety. “ i don't have enough room in me to be angry anymore. it's eating at me more than it is fueling me. i approved, at the end of the day. ”

[imaguk]

❛ you're not gonna fuck it up. ❜

“ you don't know that ! ” she nearly shouted, heat blossoming over her cheeks at her own outburst. the muffled noise of the crowd in the distance was enough to carry her attention once more, adding to the trepidation building in her chest. a ticking time bomb counted down in her body, her heart an unwelcome, aggressive metronome taunting her. they still had half an hour to show - time for their first performance together, the waiting room nothing but absolute chaos and that was precisely why she'd left to find solitary in a nearby janitor's closet. it was dark, quieter. the in - ear device was hanging loosely around her neck and the wires were still jumbled from her initial haphazard set - up, fingers shaking with anticipation, so much so that she'd given up on any attempts of neatness.

so when she found herself face - to - face with him, having barely noticed when he'd made his entrance to her hiding space, every nasty little feeling that'd been bottled up was being unleashed. nothing personal to him, he just happened to be there. she would feel immensely guilty about it by the end of the night, she knew this. “ i'm going to forget my lines. i'm going to go off - key. i'm going to screw up so astronomically terribly that it'll become a new viral meme and not even in a good way. oh, i don't even want to think about this. ” the words grew quieter as she buried her face in her hands, shallow breaths filling the gaps of silence. “ go away, zuko. leave me to suffer. ”